ground control searched for perfection-in-two for this critical outer-sp*ce probe they tested, selected – it’s me and it’s you orbiting over the globe but procedure produced forbidden fruits from all this compatibility and i have a suggestion that perfectly suits our situation to a tee –

let loose the brakes, and we’ll break free we’ll reach escape velocity let’s seize the day, get away to the other side of the moon

the folks below, won’t they be surprised when we let go our earthly ties step on the gas, have a blast on the other side of the moon

we’ll settle. sooner or later, in a crater i know so snug in our igloo bungalow silvery moon-dust a-glitter in the star glow and we can make love oh so slow

alone at last, so happily propelling past our apogee the milky way lights our way to the other side of the moon

we’ll settle. sooner or later, in a crater i know so snug in our igloo bungalow not a molecule in between us down the rille, i know a gin mill, just a cozy cafe, where play a combo of castaways run away from the delta of venus and not an earthling’s seen us

go, our merry way so fancy free how could anybody know where we’re gonna be? so out of sight, on our flight to the other side of the moon